He Clings to Me Every Night

Daniel Marshall and Olivia Jenkins shared a glance.

After a brief eerie silence, a family member of the patient in the adjacent bed said: “Youngsters, had a quarrel, haven’t you? As the saying goes, arguments at the bedside get resolved at the bed foot. A little compromise on both sides will make it go away. Your man treats you well, far better than mine. You should appreciate it.”

Next to them, seemingly, a father and daughter were occupying, their glances swept over Olivia only once.

Unaware of the actual circumstances, Olivia felt no urge to argue with the strangers.

Yes, Daniel treated her well, yet, as a husband, he failed to fulfill his responsibilities. The chasm between them was something they alone could surmount and understand.

Daniel looked towards the neighboring bed and with a soft laugh responded, “Thank you, but it’s not about my wife. It’s me who hasn’t been good enough. Before, it was me who upset her.”

“An earnest apology will make things better. If a man is willing to swallow his pride, apologize to you, he must be decent enough. It’s worth ending the quarrel and moving on.”

Not wanting to listen to the lecture, Olivia had Daniel sit down and cover himself with a blanket.

Adam lay on her side, her back to the adjacent bed.

Daniel nodded his apology to the occupants of the neighboring bed, and joined Olivia in her bed.

Daniel couldn’t have been not cold, but for Olivia, he could endure.

Once under the covers, Daniel’s body warmed up.

Daniel wanted to talk to Olivia, yet unable to see her face he remained silent, when Olivia closed her eyes, he didn’t disturb her.

Just by staying by her side, watching her, accompanying her, brought solace to his heart.

After dinner, everyone dispersed.

On the Assistant Howard’s way, Grace Ziegler got a ride with him.

After a moment of hesitation, Grace asked.

“Assistant Howard, did Chief Daniel Marshall really delegate you to host tonight’s gathering?”

Adam Howard glanced at Grace sharply, “Of course he did!”

“Chief Daniel Marshall promised to have dinner with me, so why didn’t he show up?”

“He did fulfill his promise to dine with you tonight, along with the entire Presidential Office Staff. Chief Daniel Marshall doesn’t play favorites. He treats everyone equally. Chief Daniel Marshall went to visit his wife. He can’t stand a moment without her. Whenever she is not in the Serene City, he often misses her.”

Hearing this, Grace felt a bitter taste in her mouth, an uncontrollable fury welled up in her heart, yet she managed to maintain her composure.

“Does Chief Daniel Marshall really love his wife? Usually, we don’t see Mrs. Marshall around.”

Adam Howard laughed, “He loves her very much. To illustrate, he’s like a kite flying in the sky. The kite may fly high, yet once they decide to retract the string, the kite would return to their hand instantly. Mrs. Olivia Marshall is the one controlling the string.”

“What if the string breaks? What if the wind is too strong and the kite flies higher?”

Adam Howard frowned, glanced at Grace, “Do you know any fool who’d fly a kite in stormy weather? The string of the kite is one’s own. Would the kite flyer use an inferior string?”

Sparkling with sly light, Grace continued probing, “Does Assistant Howard know Mrs. Marshall well? Are you friends?”

“Your curiosity in Chief Daniel Marshall goes beyond average. Remember, curiosity can be lethal! Chief Daniel Marshall’s close friends are all Mrs. Marshall’s close friends. She is always a part of Chief Daniel Marshall’s circle. Apart from Marshall Corporation, everything about Chief Daniel Marshall is decided by Mrs. Marshall.”

Suddenly, Grace fell silent, feeling quite embarrassed.

Adam Howard, his voice teeming with implied meanings, said, “Chief Daniel Marshall dislikes anyone who tries to manipulate him. He will absolutely not tolerate it.”